The evil god seizes the house, I will fail

Erin Arisukawa handed him a yellowed note with many pages mixed in, and said seriously: "I took a quick look at it before. In the early years, the teacher traveled to the Cathay Empire, and then went west all the way to the The Arab region of the Middle East has close contact with the Mass religion."

"Including the rituals of sacrificing Yamata no Orochi, it is also provided by Mass."

She lazily said: "Back then, after the Vice Pope of the Holy Church defected, he founded the Mass Church. But they suffered from the lack of support from the gods, so they decided to settle their calculations on Fusang Island."

Ji Yan nodded slightly, he knew this plot when he played games in his previous life.

Mass religion is involved in the Fusang Island incident.

But in the end, they didn't succeed.

"The vice-pope wanted to enter Gao Tianyuan and steal the power of the God Emperor Chan Ling Zun and Gao Huang Chan Ling Zun, but he never imagined that there are no gods in the mainland of Fusang Island. Judging from what we saw that day, the so-called Gao Tianyuan is actually Mount Buzhou in the mythology of Cathay.”

Ji Yan analyzed: "Based on this reasoning, the Bietian God Clan is also a god line that originated from Cathay, but for some reason, it migrated to Fusang Island."

Although Arisukawa Erin is a native of Fusang, he also agrees with his statement: "Indeed, judging from the ability of Yue Ye Jianzun and some secret methods of Shintoism, it is almost the same as the Taoist system of Sindan. There were suspicions about it.”

"So the Vice Pope's calculations were wrong. The strategic deployment of the Mass Church should be in Cathay. Of course, this is not because he is stupid, but because the Buzhou Mountain has always been a secret guarded by the seven sects of the Sanctuary." Ji Thinking of the setting of the original book, Yan narrowed his eyes.

Although when he played the game back then, he didn't have the plot of Zhendan.

But in the mid-term, the green ones will have a teacher from Cathay.

That teacher once spent a hundred years searching for Mount Buzhou in the territory of Zhendan.

In the end, nothing came of it.

This legendary mountain only exists in records.

In reality, no one can find it.

But not so long ago.

Yaban Sosuke once proved that Buzhou Mountain really exists.

Ji Yan's eyes trembled slightly, thinking of a possibility.

The Abyss Supreme, that is, the original evil god, he also wanted to come to the world, with a human body.Then again, before that, he didn't exist in this world.

Most of them exist in the black abyss.

This mysterious space of unknown dimension.

In other words, it can also be called the outer world.

Then Buzhou Mountain, as the God Realm, might also exist outside the world.

How many gods live in Buzhou Mountain?

Will there be immortals from Guzhendan?

"What did you think of?"

Erin Arisukawa asked curiously.

Ji Yan rubbed his chin, thinking that the Huangzong people just arrived in Tokyo, maybe they could get something out of their mouths, this is really free leeks.

"It's nothing, but do you remember what your teacher said before his death?"

He raised his eyes and said seriously: "I don't know what kind of relationship you three noble sons have with the other Tianjin protoss, but as far as it is concerned, the Mass religion will not let it go. If they don't get the power of God, they won't be able to get along with you. The Templar Church contends."

An enemy of an enemy is a friend.

But Zhuolong has made it clear that the Mass religion is not the same as them.

And the original evil god was obviously plotting against Gao Tianyuan.

Then there is bound to be conflict.

"so what?"

Erin Arisukawa tilted her head and asked.

"So the most urgent thing is to help you refine the power of Tsukiyo Mito first, and let it completely become your power. About this, Aokiji reminded me before, if I use the power of the Supreme, help you refine this power In the future, your soul source will undergo a qualitative change."

Ji Yan organized his wording and said: "Aokiji said that the reason for the birth of Sanguizi is to use the laws of the land of Fusang Island to forcibly infuse the power of Amaterasu, Tsukiyomi, and Susanoo into you. In your body, you can borrow this power, but it does not completely belong to you."

Arisukawa Erin curled her lips: "Yeah, so I'm a fake eighth order."

Seeing Suzaku displaying the majesty of a saint today, she almost cried with envy.

Her original rank was only the sixth peak.

With the blessing of the power of faith, the eighth level of combat power can be exerted.

But she is not a real saint after all.

There is no such power as to despise the world.

Moreover, Huangzong's secret method is actually much more advanced than Shintoism.

Arisukawa Erin has a sense of crisis.

They are evenly divided in appearance.

It is really unreasonable to be slightly inferior in strength.

"And the most important thing is that the power of Tsukiyo Mito will also suppress your original soul source and curb its growth. Therefore, when I help you erase Izanagi's spiritual imprint, your power will be sublimated and further improved. level. But as a price, you will lose the power of faith."

Ji Yan stared at her and said, "In other words, you will become weak temporarily."

Erin Arisukawa approached him, raised her eyes and blinked her eyelashes, licked her lips and said, "What does it matter? You will protect me by my side, right?"

She stretched out her thin white hands and wrapped them around his neck, exhaling like blue.

Ji Yan coughed dryly: "It's serious."

"How do you help me refine the power of Tsukiyotomi? Like in novels and anime? Do you need me to take off my clothes? Or... do you need to practice both?" Arisukawa Erin continued to tease him, and the loose miko uniform slipped off his shoulders , revealing white and delicate clavicle, round fragrant shoulders.

Ji Yan's eyes widened suddenly, this woman was not wearing underwear!

"If you don't understand, just ask, do you wear nothing under the maiden uniform these days?"

he asked.

"Didn't you agree to come out tonight to have an affair?"

Arisukawa Erin snuggled into his arms, raised her head and kissed him lightly on the lips, then quietly pulled off the belt of the priestess uniform, and the clothes slipped off in an instant.

"Don't think I don't know, you really want to do bad things in a place like a shrine, right?"

Ji Yan: "..."

How could it be, why was the evil god species being mind-read again.

It must be a bug.

Erin Arisukawa bit her red lips, her eyes revealed a touch of coquettishness and charm, and her long jet-black hair fluttered in the night wind, like a stroke of ink floating on rice paper.

The porcelain-white delicate skin is illuminated by the lonely starlight, so alluring.

"Master, come and blaspheme me..." The next morning.

When Ji Yan woke up, he heard his father shouting.

"Pack up your things and get ready to go home."

"Hurry up and call Mingying, and tell her not to eat... Forget it, it's unrealistic, let her get up while eating, we have to hurry up, or there will be traffic jams." Ji Zhisen got up early in the morning and started Busy with work, she inadvertently glanced at her daughter who was brushing her teeth in front of the sink, and was taken aback for a moment.

Ji Zhenling was wearing a white silk nightdress, with jet-black long hair hanging like a waterfall, and a few dull hairs on the top of her head, giving her a touch of laziness and cuteness in her coldness.

Her mouth was full of foam, and she brushed her teeth vigorously, looking sullen.

"Maaya, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Zhisen asked in wonder.

Ji Maling ignored him, for some reason, she had another dream last night.

In that damned dream, there was a little vixen who licked, kissed, sucked, and touched her brother, and actually pried him away in front of her, and said arrogantly that he was very grateful to her all these years Taking care of her, I won't bother her in the future.

Outrageous.

Ji Maaya was very angry, always feeling an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Moreover, Xiaoyan has indeed grown up.Especially after going to the Desolate Sect in the future, restoring the source of the soul, and becoming a peerless powerhouse, there will probably be many young and beautiful women pursuing him.

Fortunately, it's just a dream for now.

"Xiaoyan, get up quickly." Erma Liu urged.

"understood……"

Ji Yan stretched his waist. Last night he completed the most important transformation in his life, playing the No.1 shooting game all night, and it was still in the wild woods.

Including sneaking back to the room at dawn, it was also sneaky.

Not to mention how exciting it is.

Just ask, when a girl is a top-notch Bai Fumei, and also the idol and patron saint of the whole country, but she only favors you alone, and even tries to tease you to please you, and flirts with you in different ways , but also for you to enjoy.

How cool is that?

Ji Yan can only say that the taste of it is not humane.

Entering the growth stage, the sequelae brought about, that is, lust.

Got a good release.

Of course, the purpose of last night was to refine the power of Yue Yejian Zun.

Not for color.

Ji Yan is still a serious person.

"Xiaoyan, are those two monks from the Desolate Sect still guarding outside?"

Ji Zhisen hesitated for a moment: "Why don't you go out and persuade me?"

"Why don't you go? Xiaoyan is still a child, how dangerous it is."

Erma Liu was still very wary of those two terrifying Transcendents.

Oh no, I'm already a real man!

Ji Yan pressed his face.

At this moment, a respectful voice sounded outside the door.

"Master Holy Son!"

Elder Wang Shu stood outside the door, leaned over to salute, and said in a deep voice: "Qingfeng just received the news that the rabble in the Holy Church Church wants to see you. Regarding the supernatural disaster accident ten years ago, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you and your family Apologize in person, will you see me or not?"

"Son?"

Ji Zhisen and Liu Erma looked at each other.

Good guy, even the Holy Son was called.

"If you don't want to see them, Qingfeng and I will call them back."

Elder Wang Shu said: "Save this group of trash from disturbing your rest with the Holy Maiden."

saint...

Ji Maling spat out a mouthful of toothpaste water, with a strange expression on her face.

Ji Yan's eyes twitched.

I have to say, this Huangzong person is too weird.

Sichuan opera doesn’t change faces so quickly. Yesterday it was a bully, but today it’s a licking dog.

"People from the Illuminati come to apologize? It's really interesting, are you afraid?"

He muttered, and the phone in his pocket vibrated slightly.

There is a new message in the group.

Zhuolong: "Everyone, there is news from Yehao. It is said that people from the Mass religion have arrived in Tokyo. This group of guys still don't give up on Gao Tianyuan's secret. But this is also good news, they can't find our people , then you can only go to the Church of the Holy Church.”

Sirius: "You notified too late. I heard that the church prepared an emergency plan overnight. Their combat power in Tokyo is seriously insufficient, and they have already started to ask for help. Recently, their life has been difficult. Not only have they lost a lot of combat power, There are still a series of things to deal with after the war. A few days ago, the ghost spider gave them the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Gates is said to be going crazy."

Zhuolong: "Hahaha, isn't this a good thing? As long as you protect the white ghost, that stupid son of the vice pope is that Melrose, who knows that she is the death knell."

Sirius: "It's okay, let him do whatever he wants, there won't be any waves. But the Church of the Holy Church, they plan to ask me to help, and at the same time seek help from the shrine and Huangzong."

Zhuolong: "Desolate sect? Aren't they looking for the so-called blood of the clan in Fusang? These idiots, apart from Suzaku, how could they have their direct blood in foreign countries? If they can find it, I would rather be in front of everyone in the upper three sects." Perform a self-made palace!"